i see no changesi wake up in the morning and i ask myselfis life worth livingshould i blast myselfi'm tired of being poor and even worse i'm blackmy stomach hurts so i'm looking for a purse to snatchcops give a damn about a nigropull the triggerkill a n*****he's a herogiven crack to the kids who the hell cares?one less ugly mouth on the welfarefirst ship em dope and let em deal with brothersgive em guns step back and watch em kill eachotherit's time to fight back that's what huey said2 shots in the dark and now huey's deadand i got love for my brothersbut we can never go no whereunless we share with eachotherwe gotta start making changeslearn to see me as a brother instead of 2 distant strangersand that's how its supposd to behow can the devil take a brother if he's close to mei'd let it go back to when we played as kidsbut things changedand thats the way it is